As I stand tall, roots in the ground, my long branches are grey, black, and brown.
The leaves of my friends and I touch the sky, while everything around us starts to die.
I store CO2, I help the Earth, but burning fossil fuels is making everything worse.
When I stand here, I hear silent cries, as greenhouse gases rise up in the sky.
Greenhouse gases are in our atmosphere; global warming leaves every person and animal in fear.
We know how to stop it, but we choose not to; soon, our sky will be grey not blue.
Humans are definitely all to blame as our Earth goes up in flame.
Technology and new inventions to come are making our Earth very glum.
I have a feeling that, very soon, the Earth will be just